Just imagining that grand, glorious future was enough to give Westheid a rush of pure ecstasy.
The journey from the Imperial Capital to the Qinghui Territory stretched across nearly half the Imperial domain. For safety, Star Gates could not be used to make excessively long jumps, especially for an entire fleet, which had to travel from one node to the next. Moreover, Star Gates were scarce in the Imperial borderlands, and the provinces near the Qinghui Territory had none at all.
Thus, the trip would take three days and two nights aboard the ship.
There was no scenery to admire while traversing the Spirit Realm, so Westheid went straight to his room. He took out Shadow-Born to carefully play with it... no, that is, to carefully study it.
Sitting cross-legged on his bed, Westheid slowly stroked Shadow-Born's silver scabbard. He took a deep breath and slowly unsheathed it.
SHIING—
As the deep red blade came into view, Westheid once again felt that strange, stinging pain.
